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Chapter 38
Hermione glanced at the fireplace awaiting her husband home any minute now before she returned to her pacing of the floor in front of the fireplace. She lifted her hands up and pushed her hair back that was falling in her eyes, it had been tied back in a usual bun but with the events of the day most of it had escaped.
How could she be so stupid she thought to herself. The signs that he was getting more stressed were there, but she was so busy in her own little bubble with Ron, Rosie, her parents and the planning of her wedding she totally forgot to make sure Harry was ok.
Last time the signs had been in the open for the whole world to see. When she confronted him after finding him in the possession of drugs and enough alcohol to sink a ship. She had confronted him; he had promised her he wasn't going over the top, he just living a little. She had hoped that it was true, and hoped he knew how far was too far.
She had later mentioned this issue to Ron and Ginny. Ron had shrugged it off saying everyone tries light drugs from time to time. He had tried it with his brothers and Harry, while she was away at Hogwarts for her last year, Harry and Ron decided to not resit their final year. The fact that Ron had kept such information about that he had done drugs of any form from her had caused one of their biggest fight to date, but they always managed to pull through.
Ginny had also acted like it was nothing. She confirmed the drugs story and reassured that Harry was living a little now due to having to grown up at such a young age, due to Voldemort and his followers that kept trying to kill him.
Hermione had finally let it go after a lot of recurring arguments between Harry's adoptive family, the Weasleys and herself. She had been very wrong to do so, only a couple months later Harry had been laying in a hospital bed in a coma. She vowed to herself that if he ever did wake up, she would make it her mission to make sure Harry didn't feel like he needed to drink to get through life ever again.
The green flames roared in the fireplace and Ron landed on the hearth. He quickly brushed off as much soot of possible looking around widely at the room. He was at her side within four strides and had grabbed her into his embrace. He kissed her forehead and said softly,
"What happened, is it you or Rosie?"
She shook her head and tears swelled up in her brown eyes and she told Ron the story of what Harry had told her and what she had walked in on.
He just hugged her tighter as she began to weep. This man was clearly her rock, there was the time growing up when he irritated the fuck out of her, and she was more than 100% certain that he had felt the exact same.
There love had slowly blossomed over the next 7 years. He had broken her heart time and time again. The day he walked out of that tent; she was sure her heart did stop. Soon after he returned realising the error of his ways, they had now been together 3 years, had a beautiful daughter and were now married. He had more than his fair shares of flaws but so did she. He and his family had made her one of their own a long time before she agreed to take the Weasley name. How could she have not fallen in love with him.
As he finally let go after hugging her for a good half an hour and rubbing her back and telling her that it was okay, she pulled her thick traveling cloak around her, there was a chill in the November weather. She moved forward to grab for floo powder when Ron grabbed her hand and asked,
"where are you going?"
"I sent a letter to Draco telling him Harry was too unwell to visit, I want to check up on him and the baby."
Ron told her,
"You can't!"
Her brown eyes went wide and asked,
"What do you mean, I can't?"
Ron sighed and answered,
"Harry needs you here, not gossiping about his latest slip up to his boyfriend."
Hermione folded her arms look crossly at Ron who told her looking doubtful,
"You can just be a little insensitive from time to time, Harry needs to be the one to tell him. All guns blazing doesn't work with ether Harry or Draco if it's not them doing it."
There were times he could be a little too truthful she thought bitterly and replied,
"I just want to check him and the child are ok Ron, So when Harry's awake it will give him peace of mind."
Ron asked,
"You won't mention Harry's slip up?"
Hermione bit her lip,
"I'll do my best, I promise."
Draco lay on the hospital bed reading a book about baby development, he took it that Granger had left it behind. She had sent a letter to explain she had found Harry rather ill and sent him to bed. She would visit him later when Ron returned, it sounded like a likely story. Harry had lost control without him there and ended up kicking his mother out of the house they were planning to give her once they moved back to the manor giving her enough time to get her feet back on the ground before Teddy come of age and it passed to him being the next male heir with Black blood. It had become more noticeable recently that Harry was putting off ever attempting to move into Malfoy manor.
The healers were insisting that Draco was too unwell to go outside they were treating him as if he were bed bound. Unfortunately, without his potion books here, ingredients to prepare and no Harry to cuddle up to it was very boring to stay in bed alone.
Although Draco was still fuming with the earlier healer's tone and attitude. How dare she claim that he could be neglecting any child let alone his own. She had no idea how much he struggled to shove water passed his throat some days! There was no way he'd let anything happen to his child.
He lay back of his pillows, he could not concentrate, he would very much like to scream in frustration. Why would Hermione now start to lie to him? He thought they had moved on from this stage. His father was doing with usual screw up, feel sorry for me act that his mother fell for every time. The man might be his father, the only one he would ever have but merlin black butt plug he was a fool. He loved the man even after everything he put him through with the war, his drinking problem and the betrayal of getting Astoria pregnant but trusting him again would not be so simple.
There was a soft knocked at the door that Draco ignored. He was sick of being poked and prodded and told he need to eat this or drink that. He just wanted to get out of this hell hole and bang his mother's and Harry's head together. He understood why Harry would never be able to give Lucius another chance again and he himself would struggle to trust his father ever again, but he needed Harry to grit his teeth and bare it with his mother.
His mother was a big part of his life. She had put her life on the line for him countless times and even for Harry on the odd occasion. They needed to be at least civil. Narcissa was soon in a mere few months going to be helping them raising a baby with them. From what he been told about raising a child they were going to need all the help they could get. They weren't just going to be raising their child but Harry's twins from his relationship with Ginny while she recovered from mental break down and Teddy, Harry's godson.
There was a fake cough from the doorway. Without moving his head and in a bored voice he spoke,
"Go away unless you're telling him I can go home."
Hermione answered,
"Well unfortunately, I don't have the power to send you home as I'm not a healer but I have brought some clothes and soap so you can have a shower."
Draco recognise the voice straight away and sat up quickly making the world spin for a few moments and a pain shoot through his stomach. He placed a hand to his stomach and breathed through the shooting pain had now subsided.
Draco wasn't sure if he wanted one third of the golden trio here especially the brains of the operation and not Harry. He thought he knew all three of them well enough to trust his life in their hands that he have to more than once thanks two assassin attempts from ex from hell, who had a breakdown and someone who always been a little crazy but recently had up their game level upgraded to bat shit crazy level. Hermione had clearly lied in that short letter about Harry. He knew his Harry would never hide away unless it was a life or death matter. He hoped he knew her just well enough to get the truth out of her.
He greeted her stiffly,
"Granger, sorry I mean Weasley."
Hermione looked at him for a moment but decided to let the name slip this time, officially her last name was double barrel now and both Granger and Weasley were included.
She took the seat next to his bedside and smiled warmly. He decides that moment he wasn't in the mood for small talk with her and demanded,
"So tell me the truth. Why is he not here? Could he not face me to after the shit he has caused. I'm not going to have forgotten about it by tomorrow. The longer he hides behind your skirts the angrier I will get and more stressed I am, the more stressed my baby is!"
Hermione tried to keep her face straight, she hated lying and knew she was terrible at it.
She answered as casually as she could ,
"He is so sorry about what happened. He lost control for a moment and by the time he realised it was too late, he would do anything to take it back. The stress all the day has made him fall ill so I made him go to bed plus you two could do with a little time apart."
He rolled his eyes and replied,
"More than small cough and cold to make him stay away. This is Harry we are talking about. You do realise if it was not for my relationship with him my mother has magical law on her side to have him kicked out of that property. She is the last true black heir until Teddy Lupin is of age."
Hermione stated,
"That house was left to Harry by Sirius black, the last remaining heir. It was his final wish to leave the house to Harry."
Draco nodded and answered,
"Yeah, he did but he was also a criminal and in the eyes of the law remains a criminal today. My mother would have every right to push the issue forward. So, you and him better start talking. I may not be strong enough to leave this hell hole today, but I plan to within a week and if you and Harry don't start telling me the truth. I will make your lives hell!"
Hermione swallowed hard she had never been particularly good at bluffing her way out of thing. How was she meant to get out of this one without honesty. She had promised Ron she would give Harry the honour of explaining himself to a pissed off Malfoy.
Hermione answered,
"He really sorry about everything, He feels awful about falling out with your mother. He tried to find her but he has no idea where to start looking. He also cut off contact with Ginny earlier, he won't see her again until the babies are born."
Draco sat up straight and shouted ignoring the pain from the stab wound,
"So far today he has managed to kick my mother out of a house that is hers my magical law, as you well know being a lawyer yourself. Now you tell me he has been close enough to this damn hell hole to see me and he decided to go and see his whore of an ex."
Hermione tried to defend Harry and argued back,
"It wasn't like that Draco, He wanted to try and sort thing out but he could find your mother to apologise he is so sorry for all of this."
Draco folded his arms a scowl settled on his face before he questioned,
"How do you know he's sorry? Did he sulk a little maybe a tear or two or was he really sorry was he ready to start drinking till he felt numb or even beg for my forgiveness."
Hermione faced showed alarm at the mentioned of Harry drinking again. Draco the master of keeping a mask to show no emotion on his face noticed this.
Draco stood you and answered,
"He need drinking again hasn't he?"
Hermione quickly lied,
"No."
Draco snapped,
"You can't lie for shit Granger!"
Hermione lip her lip, Ron was right she really could not lie and she had made this situation ten times worst. Draco had learnt the truth from her and there was no way she could turn this one around.
Draco grabbed hold of the bed post for support through the pain he was experiencing in his stomach. Hermione face showed worry for Draco's safety and the child he still carried. she told him as forcefully as she could manage,
"Draco you need to sit down, you are still weak, it is unknown what poison was impregnated on that blade. "
Draco snapped in anger,
"You are the last person who should tell me how to act. Weasley never kept contact with any of his ex's after Hogwarts. That lavender brown was soon taken care of. I think I have put up with sharing long enough. I am meant to be his fiancé, and this is how I'm treated."
He let go of the bedpost for a moment and pulled his engagement ring off his finger. He tried to give to Hermione's hand, but she shook her head and moved her hand away.
She argued,
"You can't do that until you have spoken to Harry properly tomorrow."
Draco shouted,
"If potter turns up tomorrow, I'll curse his balls off! Take that ring back to him, I don't want a ring from a man that can't face up to the consequences of his actions. I told him I would not stand by him if he began drinking again."
Hermione begged,
"Draco the medication your on is making you not see thing clearly. Please consider things before you see Harry tomorrow this will break him."
Draco voice was reaching shouting again,
"Well I broke a long time ago and I'm still here fighting. My voice and my opinion are been lost on the crowd. I don't see any of my friends, I don't speak to my father, I gave up living at Malfoy manor due to Harry not liking the place and now I'm expected to give up my mother too. I wake up everyday praying that Harry doesn't turn back to the drink, so I let him tell me when to eat and what I should be eating and I should be staying indoor because I'm some freak of nature how managed to get pregnant. "
Hermione had tears in her eyes by this point. Draco carried on,
"Last time I gave birth I was in a fever for 3 and a half weeks. I don't think I will so lucky to come round this time so Harry will let his wish of his children so please give me these last few months of my life to put things right between me, my friends and family. I didn't become a potion master because I enjoy it. Yes it's a hobby of mine and I got an outstanding at N.E. level but I wanted to break the Malfoy curse that we can only produce male heirs and the potion Voldemort made Severus give me so I could bare children. "
Draco let out a sniff. Walking away from Harry was heart breaking but Hermione had confirmed his suspicions. Harry was an addict, it was never going to get better he was going to be an addict for the rest of his life and a slip up was just around the corner. He wiped away the tear that was falling. He lay back down on the bed the pain becoming unbearable to stay standing and informed Hermione,
"I will be returning to Malfoy manor once I've found my mother and spoken to my father. Harry can contact me via owl my wards will be up to him until further notice you may go now and tell him the news I won't change my mind tomorrow granger I'm seeing more clearly than I have in years."
Hermione opened her mouth to try and fight Harry corner once more but she couldn't find an argument Draco had not covered. She quickly shut her mouth and turned and left the room leaving Draco alone with his engagement ring on her bedside table. He put it in the bag with his belongings and thought to himself he would put it down the first drain he found on his way out of here.
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